At that seemingly ordinary yet surging moment, Zhao Yuxuan's voice suddenly rang out freely and loudly, "Chen Shihan, Chen Shihan, come out quickly and pack my things for me. I'm going back to Zhixing School to live." The voice echoed in the room, like a sudden command, breaking the originally oppressive silence.
Hearing this shout, Su Qiyang and Ye Wanqing visibly seemed to have a big stone lifted from their hearts and let out a sigh of relief. Su Qiyang even shouted at the top of his voice, "Damn girl, why don't you hurry up and pack things for Zhao Yuxuan? Be careful, don't miss anything, so that he doesn't have to come all the way back to get it." There was an eagerness in his voice, as if he couldn't wait to send Zhao Yuxuan away.
With Su Qiyang's urging, Chen Shihan walked out of the study slowly like a frightened deer, with her head down, and walked towards their bedroom. Her steps were a little heavy, and each step seemed to carry helplessness and reluctance.
At this time, Ye Wanqing looked at Zhao Yuxuan with a complex look in her eyes and said slowly, "Zhao Yuxuan, don't blame us. We have worked hard all our lives and only have Shihan as our precious daughter. She has been extremely beautiful since she was a child. We have always regarded her as the apple of our eye and placed high hopes on her. Since she was a child, we haven't let her do any dirty or heavy work, and we haven't even been willing to let her be exposed to the sun too much. Now that you have nothing and no special skills, we really can't bear to see Shihan suffer with you. When Shihan was with you, she was an innocent girl. This house can be regarded as compensation." There was an unquestionable determination in Ye Wanqing's voice, as if she had already made the final decision on this matter.
But Su Qiyang scolded, "Stupid woman, if you don't understand, don't blabber here. So what if you have skills? You're still working for others, at most being a worker. The person our Shihan will marry in the future will be either a high - ranking official or a wealthy businessman, and the house they live in will be ten times more beautiful than this one. Zhao Yuxuan, don't worry. If you need Shihan's help in the future, I will let her help you." As he spoke, Su Qiyang had a complacent look on his face as if he had already become the father - in - law of a high - ranking official or a wealthy businessman.
Seeing Su Qiyang like this, Zhao Yuxuan just sneered secretly in his heart. He sat on the sofa without saying a word and then said loudly, "Su Qiyang, make me some tea quickly." There was an air of authority in his voice that could not be refused, as if he deliberately wanted to cause trouble for Su Qiyang.
Hearing this, Su Qiyang was stunned for a moment. He never expected that Zhao Yuxuan would suddenly make such a request. Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhao Yuxuan raised his voice again and shouted, "Hurry up. Since my house has become your daughter's, you are also the owner of this house. Now there is a guest at home. Shouldn't you make tea? You don't even understand the basic rules. You live in the city. Even in the countryside, this is the most basic hospitality etiquette."
Being scolded by him like this, Su Qiyang's face turned red and then white, and his expression changed like a color palette. However, after hesitating for a while, he still took action. He walked to the coffee table, picked up the purple clay teapot, and searched on the coffee table for a long time before finally finding a very beautiful - looking tea canister. He reached out and grabbed a handful of tea leaves. Just as he was about to put them into the pot, he heard Zhao Yuxuan say slowly again, "Su Qiyang, you are so hospitable. You are actually making me the best 'Tieguanyin' tea. This tea is more than 500 yuan per tael. Thank you so much."
Hearing this, Su Qiyang's heart skipped a beat. He quickly put most of the tea leaves he was holding back, leaving only a very small amount symbolically, and then poured boiling water and handed the tea to Zhao Yuxuan with a livid face.
Zhao Yuxuan took the tea and drank it unhurriedly while waiting quietly. His face was as calm as a still lake, without any signs of anger or embarrassment, as if the breakup with Chen Shihan was completely unimportant to him. However, only he himself knew that he was just putting on a brave face, pretending to be calm and indifferent. In fact, his heart was like being cut by a sharp knife again and again, with blood dripping drop by drop. It was a heart - piercing pain.
After a while, Chen Shihan dragged a black suitcase out slowly. She walked slowly to Zhao Yuxuan, not daring to look up, and said softly, "Yuxuan, there are some clothes in this bag, but there is really no room for other things. If you still need anything, call me and I'll bring it to you."
At this time, Zhao Yuxuan didn't want to stay in this place for a moment longer. He suddenly stood up, took the suitcase from Chen Shihan without hesitation, and then resolutely walked towards the outside of the house. He deliberately didn't look at Chen Shihan because he really didn't want to see this woman who he once loved deeply but now made him sad.
At this time, Chen Shihan suddenly raised her head, with a hint of hesitation and reluctance, and said, "Yuxuan, I... I'll see you off."
Su Qiyang quickly stopped her, "Shihan, Zhao Yuxuan doesn't need you to see him off."
But this time, Chen Shihan didn't listen to her father. She silently followed Zhao Yuxuan out of the door.
The two of them sat in the elevator and went down slowly. Zhao Yuxuan kept a sullen face and didn't say a word. And Chen Shihan was also lost in thought, not knowing what to say. She peeked at Zhao Yuxuan's expression from time to time, her lips trembling slightly, but she never opened her mouth to say a word.
After getting out of the elevator, Zhao Yuxuan stopped and said to Chen Shihan, "Chen Shihan, go back. Everyone has the right to choose the life they want, and so do you." His voice was flat but carried an indescribable coldness.
Chen Shihan murmured, "Yuxuan, do you... really not blame me? I know I'm sorry for you, really, really sorry. You don't even have a house because of me. It's all... all... my father and mother..." There was a sob in her voice and tears were welling up in her eyes.
Zhao Yuxuan waved his hand, interrupting her following words, and then suddenly turned around, stared closely into her still beautiful eyes, and said slowly, "Chen Shihan, don't mention your parents. I've just said that what I want to know is your own thoughts, but you've already answered me with your actions. I have nothing more to say. Also, don't feel guilty about the house. What your father just said is also right. When you were with me, you were an innocent girl. I should be responsible for this. Now I don't owe you anything either."
Hearing this, Chen Shihan suddenly couldn't help crying. She cried and murmured, "Yuxuan, Yuxuan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm afraid... I'm really afraid..."
Zhao Yuxuan nodded slowly and said expressionlessly, "Yes, you are afraid. You are afraid that I will never be successful and will let you suffer with me. You are afraid that your classmates and friends will laugh at you and look down on you for being with a man like me." His words were like a sharp sword, stabbing straight into Chen Shihan's heart.
Chen Shihan sobbed and said, "Yuxuan, I know I'm vain, but... but every time I followed you to the cafeteria to queue for food, every time I followed you to take the bus, I felt that people around were looking at me. Those eyes were like needles stabbing my heart. It was really... really uncomfortable in my heart."
The corners of Zhao Yuxuan's mouth turned up slightly, showing a sneer, and he said coldly, "When you first arrived at Zhixing School, didn't you queue for food in the cafeteria or take the bus?"
Chen Shihan shook her head with tears in her eyes and said, "No, it's different, Yuxuan. It's all because of you. You spoiled me. You let me eat the best food, wear the best clothes, and no matter where I went, you picked me up and sent me off. I'm used to the envious eyes of others. You don't know, you don't know what those jealous girls said behind my back since I was with you. I really can't stand it, really can't stand it anymore." Her tears kept rolling down like broken beads.
Zhao Yuxuan was silent for a long time. After a long while, he finally let out a long sigh and said slowly, "Chen Shihan, only today do I really see you clearly. You are always used to shirking responsibility, to your parents, and to me. But have you ever really calmed down and analyzed yourself carefully? What kind of person are you? What do you really need?"
Hearing this, Chen Shihan bit her lip and didn't answer, but a look of shame appeared on her face.
Zhao Yuxuan stared quietly at this girl who was once young and beautiful, had been with him for two years, and had always been gentle and well - behaved. His heart couldn't help trembling. But he said, "Chen Shihan, thank you for seeing me off. This at least proves that in your heart, I'm not the kind of person who is extremely disgusting. I also want to thank you for breaking up with me. Because of this, I can see your true face thoroughly. It's really a very lucky thing for me that you didn't become my wife. By the way, if you see me at Zhixing School in the future, don't say hello to me, so that those rich people won't be afraid to pursue you because of your relationship with me. I think with your family's economic conditions, it's impossible for you to maintain that seemingly glorious life. It seems that you can only rely on men."
He walked forward two steps as he said this, and then suddenly turned around, with a complex look in his eyes, and said, "Chen Shihan, for the sake of the two years you were with me, I want to remind you one last thing. Money is indeed a very, very important thing. Now I understand this very deeply, so I don't want to blame you. But I hope you don't lose all your dignity for money. Do you know? The reason why I liked you in the first place was that you had a pair of clear and pure eyes. But now, all I can see in your eyes is turbidity. Even if you wear the most beautiful clothes, you will never be as beautiful as you used to be."
After saying these words, without waiting for Chen Shihan to speak again, he suddenly quickened his pace and walked forward. Soon, his figure was getting farther and farther away from Chen Shihan.
Walking out of Heyue Residence, Zhao Yuxuan still looked upright and carefree. But as soon as he walked out of the community gate, he was like a deflated ball, sitting down feebly on a dark, unlit step by the street.
The surrounding environment was extremely cold and desolate, and the darkness seemed to swallow him up. He hugged his knees with both hands, his body curled up like a wounded little animal. He began to cry silently, and his crying was full of pain and sorrow. In his heart, he called for his father and mother over and over again. These days, Zhao Qiyang and Wu Junhui had become indifferent to him, and now even Chen Shihan, whom he trusted and had the most confidence in, had left him. Facing these successive heavy blows, he felt that he could hardly bear it. He even thought of death, thinking that in this way he could completely get rid of all this pain and suffering. Living like this was really too tiring, so tiring that he just wanted to lie on this cold step forever and never move.
However, just when his mind was filled with these negative thoughts, a strong idea supported him like a ray of dawn in the darkness. Who killed his parents? Who destroyed his home? Who made him lose everything? Who on earth was it? If the murder case of his parents was not solved, he would die with regret.